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Five unmissable hip hop festival performances (Skiddle article)

New dad and proud father Kanye West first outing since birth of baby North West and he is with maybe future mother in law Kris Jenner with whom he does not always get along! June 27 , 2013 X17online.com EXCLUSIVE

I’ve selected five examples of the best places to head off to get your boom bap fix at a festival this year, with everything from Kanye giving it the big un at Glasto to Run the Jewels begging you to put their dick in your mouth all day in Croatia. Check it here.

Top 10 Wu Tang Songs over on GIT

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“Ghostface does all but ball his eyes out over one long, heartfelt rant about the bleakness of his upbringing – sharing clothes with his siblings, finding overgrown insects in his cereal box and wiping his arse with newspaper.”

The lovely folk at GIT asked me to do a top ten of the Wu’s best moments ahead of their release of new album next month. A top 100 would be easier to do than a top 10 for the WU, their shit is so good, so I made a few rules. No album could have more than one cut (so no ‘CREAM’, ‘Da Mystery of Chessboxin’ and ‘Tearz’ – sigh), I’d include at least a couple of guest slots on non Wu albums and above all I’d tried a tell a story about what the breadth of Wu represents into my fleetingly short snapshot of the greatest mob hip hop has ever seen.

Obviously there’s close to 98787587567645 records missing, and even though I’ve tried to be varied there’s a lunge towards Rae and Ghost more than anyone else. The former has two solo cuts and the big guest verse on there, even though I omitted my favourite Wu cameo ever (Tash’s ‘Rap Life’, above) because his handful of bars alongside Outkast was a proper event in hip hop. He’s not the best rapper in Wu but Rae travels better than anyone else, just shading it from Meth. Tony Starks though is the finest in the clan, end of.

It also got me thinking about writing a story about the impact of RZA’s controlling attitude and the clan above all approach which ruled from Enter the 36 Chambers up to Wu Tang Forever. Raekwon and GZA did rather well out of that deal, U-God and Masta Killa definitely didn’t, and then if only that flood hadn’t scuppered all Inspektah Deck’s beats. One day…

 

Five for the Funk – Party like it’s 1999

Five for the funk returns after a fortnight hiatus (bloggers have bank holidays too). And this time it’s all about one apocalyptic year. Nineteen. Ninety. Nine.

Remember the millennium bug? It had one hell of an impact on hip-hop, everything from Def Jam 2000 to the obsession with the impending apocalypse that the likes of Method Man and Busta Rhymes rapped frequently about cropped up. Will Smith used the year to go from playful pop to out and out wack with a helping hand from KCI and Jojo, and Puff Daddy reacted to the Lox destroying his street appeal by getting Buckwild of DITC to produce the greatest underground joint Bad Boy ever put out without Biggie behind it.

Most importantly though, 1999 was the year hip-hop got good again. Really good. Slick Rick did what the likes of KRS-one and Rakim had been incapable of in recent years, return with a scintillating degree of relevancy, the dirty south started to get really hot with the help of Mannie Fresh and an upstart from Detroit proved being melatonin deficient wasn’t a guarantee of being poor. That rapper in question, a certain Eminem, also brought with him maybe the most important development in hip-hop’s post millenium popscape… the return to prominence of Dr Dre. But most of all the music was just fantastic.

I recently linked to the Czarface album as they heralded the year as a golden age for hip-hop and whilst there’s better points historically for sure, this definitely stands up as one of the finest 12 months the genre has ever seen. Here’s five of the choicest cuts from that time period, and apologies in advance for the andre heaviness.

Slick Rick ft Big Boi ‘Street Talkin’

Few rappers go onto live up to their earlier work a decade afterwards. Nas did so last year with ‘Life is Good’, his second best album after Illmatic, but 1999 was a time when two of the biggest forces in late eighties rap appeared from the doldrums to capture the critical consensus once more. The first was golden age icon Slick Rick, who’s ‘Adventures of Storytelling‘ is an absolute classic. Peppered with star turns from big hitters of the time such as Nas, Raekwon and Canibus, it brought his sinister sense of humour back to the forefront alongside that butter flow. One of the standout tunes was Big Boi returning the star turn Ricky gave on the remix of Outkast’s song of the same title, with the glorious Street Talkin. So, so good.

Ghostface Killah ft U-God & Goldie ‘Cherchez la Ghost’

From 1993-1997 Wu Tang were flawless. Raekwon, GZA and Ghostface delivered classic debuts, whilst Method Man and ODB managed to put forward compelling visions of their personality which if not classic were still very good, not to mention a litany of guest appearances across albums from 2Pac, Mobb Deep and Biggie. Of that five only one managed to deliver on their sophomore, in fact he went better on it. Ghostface.

Supreme Clientele is the greatest non debut Wu solo album ever, no question, and I’d probably say it was the best solo joint full stop. RZA tearing through awesome beats, Ghostface’s patented gibberish and this record, an example of how to go R&B and stay grimy. U-God putting a ruff rider on his dick and busting right through them vying for Tony Starks and that dressing gown for the finest jaw dropping moment in the three minutes of bliss, as the Wu shows Bad Boy how to take an obvious disco sample and keep it street. Jiggy Y2K style.

Eminem ‘Guilty Conscience’

Slick Rick was the hot rapper from the 80s to come full circle, but undeniably Dre was the producer. Part of the story of how he clambered back to the forefront comes in lieu of this record…

Slim Shady had caught the attention of the underground with a runners up slot at the rap Olympics, a slew of underground bangers with Rawkus and the catchy ‘Just Don’t give a Fuck‘, but he really blew up with what seemed like a novelty single in the shape of ‘My Name is’ in early 1999. Dre produced it and has since said the plan was to make it as annoying as possible to ensure the word was out and follow it up with Eminem showing his true class. It was a tactical masterclass Jose Mourinho would be proud of and this record, the two of them sparring together on record, was the first of a series of relentless OMG moments from Slim.

The good/evil combination isn’t exactly original but the way it’s played out certainly is, Dre suddenly being reinvented as a paternal figure and then Eminem exposing the hypocrisy of ‘Mr NWA/Mr AK’ dishing out advice. If it had been a diss record it would of been a milestone, but for it to be something that he convinced Dre to do (and almost certainly ghost-wrote the lyrics that he responded with) it shows so much about the level of trust and respect Dre had gifted his protege at such an early stage, and the start of a glorious two years of shared creativity. It also shows as much as Em was a savagely humorous extortionist of questionable subject matter, he also utilised balance in his yarns, even if through the voice of overs. This would reach it’s staggering apex with Stan – incidentally introduced to the Slim Shady entertainment world in the second verse.

That subject matter was as disgusting as Eminem would become known for, advocating under-age rape, armed robbery and murder (even if done with delicious humour – the way he berates Dre’s explanation with ‘slipped, tripped, fell, landed on his dick’ a prime example), but at the time it was ridiculously exciting, unquestionably. Music fans very rarely get to live through super-stardom in real time (the percentage of Beatles fans on the planet around at their peak must be minuscule) but Eminem’s finest three years I lived through every step of the way and watched how the music only a few people in my school liked suddenly became omnipresent.

Snoop Dogg ft Nate Dogg and Xzibit ‘Bitch Please’

The Doctor again. Dre was ‘back’ through working with Eminem but he was doing so through the medium of a white trailer trash kid from Detroit and with a poppier focus; the next dawning of g-funk wasn’t hinted at yet. 1998 saw a blistering Dre production creep under the radar with the shape of old sparring partner Kurrupt on ‘Ask yourself a question‘ but one record snapped into focus and threw up the dubs. When ‘Bitch Please’ appeared on Snoop’s ‘No Limit Top Dogg‘ as one of three Dre productions, you knew this shit was back on.

Everything about this joint is perfect. When the beat kicks in with the drums and the low end rumbling it was seismic, I remember hearing this for the first time better than most milestones in my life. Xzibit, at that point an underground emcee with plenty of heat and no dodgy MTV show, drops the verse of his life which is littered with quotables, referencing his likwit connections, slick rick and Canibus in 24 breathless bars. He would go on to tread water for the majority of the rest of his career, but this was the reason why.

It was also the point where Snoop realised his future career, hot singles where the focus was on how he sounded over a ridiculous beat. His delivery here is this out there hybrid of crooner, pillow talk and street slang, completely alien to anything else and tailor made for the Dre sonics. And if that wasn’t enough Nate Dogg decides to turn up at the end and say ‘hey oh’ in the most amazing fashion. All four protagonists deliver resoundingly for what is a beyond brilliant masterpiece.

Pharoah Monche ‘Simon Says’

That riff. Those drums. The four note sample from Godzilla was inspired, and Pharaoh drifting brilliantly between his usual cerebral self and straight up club thug stance made the whole thing so much more accomplished. The added whut-whuts on the chorus deliver a broad chested swagger (that’s already evident in spades) and the lyrics flip between self-deprecating humour (“you sold platinum round the world, I sold wood in the hood”) and the clever way both verses end with 2if you holding up the wall then you missing the point” meant an emcee known for technical genius could dumb down with the best of them whilst still having that lyrical subtlety. This is a cat remember that no less an authority than The Alchemist cites as the greatest of all time.

The impact of the record was so much certain commentators even labelled it as the beginning of the end for Rawkus who suddenly saw a product rather than an artform, which is a delicious irony considering the impact it has when it sounds. It’s just brasher and louder than everything else going, M1 & Stic-Man aside. Big and clever? Only in the hands of the Pharoah. An anthem of epic proportions.

Five for the Funk – 1997 in Hip-Hop

This weekend is a big bad dollop of 1997 for me. Tomorrow, 16 years ago to the very day, one of the greatest of all time was gunned down, and in Manchester I am off to see easily the best hip-hop album released that year performed live in it’s entirety, Camp Lo’s ‘Uptown Saturday Night’. And seeing as 1997 was the first full calender year where I was in love with the music from start to finish this week’s instalment of Five for the Funk simply had to celebrate the year.

Turns out thought that 1997, when peering beyond the sepia tinted memories, was a weak one for hip-hop and probably the worst in the decade. Even though I was enthralled by the genre at the time the lack of being on the money (I was 15 and living in a RAF base in the Midlands) meant it was mainly old albums (Doggystyle, All Eyez on Me, 36 Chambers) that I liked (Camp Lo aside), and a confirmation of a look at this list shows rappers were more about sales, quantity and that horrible beast in hip-hop; the double album.

That said there was still some decent music this year, and none of those pesky double albums were classics in my eyes but they did throw together some great tunes. Here’s five of the best hip-hop videos and tracks from 1997…


Wu Tang Clan ft Cappadonna ‘Triumph’

They didn’t quite nail it with ‘Wu Tang Forever‘, but you genuinely do have to admire the Wu for their balls. I can remember the hype on UK and European MTV for this album and in turn this single, which still wasn’t that in tuned to hip-hop compared to the way it was with rock, and to announce the return of the whole clan with a lead single that was straight up lyrical wordplay at six minutes long was insane. The closest thing it had to a chorus was ODB screaming out that ‘Wu Tang was here for ever mutherfuckers’, and this was the record they were taking over the world with at the very inception of the shiny suit era in hip-hop. I mean come on! Stateside it sold over 600k in the first week and smashed it to the top of the charts. Killer figures from the killer bees, and that opening verse from Insepktah Deck.

‘Triumph’ was just that, the Wu knocking the shit out of the rest of the world. One of ten or twelve very good records on the album, although it might not be as dynamic as the likes of ‘Da Mystery of Chessboxin’, it was still a relentless slab of stark hip-hop. And nothing on TV looked so gully at the time. A grimy as fuck two finger salute at the staunch sound of selling out.


Notorious BIG ‘Hypnotize’

The Wu were the antidote to all this, but that’s not to say everything about the bling era of hip-hop was awful (even if it had been sent up brilliantly by The Roots). Timbaland and Missy were space ageing the shit out R&B, Will Smith managed to ride the bandwagon with a tongue slipped in his cheek and then there was this. Like a lightening rod amongst obvious samples and poor lyrical wordplay, this was the absolute bomb.

Biggie knew he was the epitome of the best of both worlds. The ugly as fuck fat boy who was so silky smooth he made women forget his appearance as their panties fell to the floor. The rapper that could make an album that featured a rags to riches radio joint side by side with tributes to stick-up kids and paranoia soaked suicide notes. And an absolute club and radio banger that had some of the tightest flows ever on it. It shone of the real Biggie, braggadocio to the hilt but gloriously self aware.

A genuinely brilliant record, and although technically a 1996 joint an anthem both sides of the Atlantic throughout 1997. And every year since.


Boot Camp Clik ‘Headz R Ready’

Wu weren’t the only hoodies and timbs NYC hip-hop crew bringing that rugged and raw vibe in 1997, so too were Boot Camp Clik. The collective consisted of Black Moon’s Buckshot, Smif N Wessun, Originoo Gunn Clappaz and Louieville Sluggah, and this was a tight record that featured a lovely nineties era drenched video. If you were one of those teenagers, like me, who lived for that one or two hours a week in 97 when Yo MTV Raps rounded up the best videos of the time, this was more often than not what would greet you.


Tha Alkaholiks ‘Hip-Hop Drunkies’

The West coast was flatter than usual between 1996 and 1999, but in the midst of it all was an underground antidote to the chronic flavoured riddims of the G-funk sound. And one of the better crews repping it were tha Liks. Their 1997 album ‘Likwidation’ is an underrated beast, straight up beats and rhymes tomfoolery from J-Ro, E-Swift and Tash, and this video sums up their vibe brilliantly.

An inspired pairing of their alcohol focused swagger with hip-hop’s fav substance abuser ODB, it flips a sample of Marley Marl’s piano riff off ‘The Symphony‘ to create a posse cut for boozers. Like the video for ‘Triumph’ ODB’s role is played by an actor, laying the groundwork for his troubled years ahead. He rips it up on here though, particularly with the “no disrespect to any architect who tries to perfect, oh what the heck” lyric, riffing brilliantly on the production of the song and his own role in hip-hop with a flurry of densely packed inner rhymes. An absolute genius.


Camp Lo ‘Luchini’

Look, I know I’ve given them loads of love recently, but still, this is THE ONE! Ski on beat duties looping Dynasty’s ‘Adventures in the Land of Music’, an amazing video that riffs Blaxploitation films and Dead Presidents, and two lyrically brilliant genius spouting braggadocio nonsense. Such an anthem. This is probably going to be an accurate image of how I react and look when I hear it live tomorrow.

WUTANGISFORTHECHILDREN by Alexander Nut – Mix for Oki Ni

60 Minutes of Wu, mixed by Rinse FM’s Alexander Nut. The mix is designed to showcase the influence the monolithic hip-hop crew had on his musical upbringing in the mighty Wolverhampton, and is being delivered over on fashion emporium Oki-Ni’s great mixtape series. Amidst the consistent lyrical darts there’s the odd song the crew have sampled, such as Wendy Rene’s ‘After the laughter comes tears’, and lashings upon lashing of that off kilter bass heavy Wu production that makes you want to pull your hood over your head and delve into darkness. Great reminder about why Staten Island’s finest remain so relevant.

WUTANGISFORTHECHILDREN by Alexander Nut by Oki-Ni on Mixcloud

Happy Birthday Slick Rick

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Oh lordy, I love Slick Rick! If your Rakims, KRSs, Biggies and Nas’ are the heavy hitters that everyone digs, Slick Rick is always my number one. Easily the greatest voice hip-hop has ever witnessed, he also possesses quite probably the most vivid imagination we’ve ever seen across any musical platform. In terms of lyrics and concepts, he is the Picasso of this here music, portraying gloriously panoramic visions that have spanned everything from cautionary tales for the youth devoid of bad language, right up to an analysis of why men love bumming women. Versatility and then some.

On here I’ve waxed lyrical enough times about the magic and magnificence of him, whether it’s digging great re-edits of his tracks, marvelling at him chilling with fellow hip-hop royalty or the plain absurdity of his outfits, he gets more props and stunts than Bruce Willis from me. But Ricky is 48 today, so it’s time to throw him even more love.

The way I’m going to do this is offer three unheralded gems from Rick, all alongside the above links, to show what a fantastically brilliant rapper he was capable of being. Drum roll…

Rick’s second album wasn’t as vaunted as his first but this lead single was up there with everything on Misadventures. Bolstered by his signature pared back storytelling vibe, the energy of the beat means he’s a little bit faster in his delivery than usual, squeezing the words into the bars, but not on some Bone Thugs or Das EFX’s rapido vibes, literally just a quick rick. Add the brilliant ‘La Di Da Di’ refrain of ‘I’m feeling Sad and blue’ cut up for the chorus and we’re talking Uncle Ricky gold.

The ability to combine the absurd and the macabre is pretty much what makes Rick the genius he is, his gentle humour imbued delivery capable of offsetting the sheer lunacy of his lyrics. This record, detailing his plans to murder a obese wife who no longer does it for him, is an emphatic example of that manner in which he delivers. An absolute classic of lyrical monstrosity.

The briefest of cameos from Ricky on Montell Jordan’s 1996 jam takes the record from decent R&B number to quirky track, and obviously the presence of all that gold in the video just makes it ten times better. Rick was adored on the west coast as well, his languid patter perfect for that sound and its shows up across a pantheon of the artists over there. Obviously the Snoop love is well known, as is Montell sampling Children’s Story on the immense ‘This is how we do it‘, but he had major love form the likes of Warren G and Too $hort (see main pic) as well. They knew what I knew.

Happy Birthday to The Ruler…

Action Bronson – “The Symbol” (Official Video)

Action Bronson, in case you didn’t know, is the hottest real big apple rapper to explode out of NY in ages. Sure the A$AP Mob (with their various NY repping members) have been clocking more column inches, Joey Bada$$ has been continuing the dollar sign renaissance in the city and Azealia Banks is nothing if not attention grabbing, but for a rapper who bleeds everything the city represents look no further than the ginger bearded spitter. With a voice and flow that sounds like a hybrid of Ghostface and Pun, coupled with a lyrical ingenuity that deserves to be held up in the same breath as both those and classic crime 5 boroughs slanging emcees such as Kool G Rap and Raekwon, and it’s not hard to see why this is an emcee with a bluster of deserving hype.

The above is the video to track the Symbol, forthcoming off the wholly Alchemist produced mixtape ‘Rare Chandeliers’. The production is awesome, dusty guitars licks allowing for Bronson’s breathy rapid fire delivery to wooze over brilliantly. Aside from Preemo no non NY bred producer has come close to crafting the classic big apple sound, in fact the vast majority from there haven;t either, so this is set up to be an absolute masterpiece. Props as well to Madnice Marauders for sending me to the video via their Facebook page.

Want more Bronson? Stream his last mixtape Bon Appetit Bitch via Spotify below:

Rza breaks down the Man With the Iron Fists soundtrack – Complex

HYPE HYPE HYPE!

RZA breaks down each song for the soundtrack to his upcoming flick ‘Man with the Iron Fists’ over on Complex. Straight up grimy hip-hop form Ny’s finest like Kool G Rap, Talib Kweli, M.O.P and Pharoahe Monch rubs shoulders with the Black keys, Corrine Bailey Rae and of course the Wu. And Kanye and RZA on some mentor ish.

The complete soundtrack list is below:

01 The Black Keys & RZA – “The Baddest Man Alive”

02 Ghostface Killah, M.O.P & Pharoahe Monch – “Black Out”

03 Kanye West – “White Dress”

04 The Revelations feat. Tre Williams – “I Forgot To Be Your Lover”

05 Talib Kweli & RES – “Get Your Way (Sex as a Weapon)”

06 Raekwon, Ghostface Killah & Kool G. Rap – “Rivers of Blood”

07 Method Man, Freddie Gibbs & StreetLife – “Built for This”

08 24 Carat Black – “Poverty’s Paradise”

09 Killa Sin – “The Archer”

10 RZA & Flatbush Zombies – “Just Blowin’ In The Wind”

11 Corrine Bailey Rae – “Chains”

12. Pusha T & Raekwon – “Tick Tock”

13. Frances Yip – “Green is the Mountain”

14. The Wu-Tang Clan – “Six Directions of Boxing”

15. Mabel John – “Your Good Thing Is About To End”

SK-90’s HIP HOP video mixtape

Regular readers (are there any?) of this blog will know I like Slick Rick. In fact, they’ll know I love Slick Rick, adoring every honey-voiced bone in his body. So tip to get me excited is to start with Ricky D. If the end result is then 50 minutes of hip-hop mixed aurally AND visually, I’m practically turtle heading with excitement. Alongside Mr Walters, there’s Black Moon, Raekwon, Nas Big L and Redman, all before the twenty-minute mark. Stay on past that and you get Pete Rock & Cl Smooth, Jeru the Damaja, Showbiz & AG, Gang Starr Common, Mobb Deep and Biggie Smalls.

Amazing stuff.

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